Jackson
Hey, Jem, it's Jackson.
It's been long since you were asleep, Jem.
Er... And, I hope that I wouldn't need to sneak in anymore to see you.
Hahaha.
…
I really don't see what's funny, there.
Nurse
What are you doing here?
Jackson
I'm... visiting the patient...
Nurse
I don't remember having an appointment of this patient at this hour.
Jackson
…
Mom
Miss Amanda, it's okay.
Nurse
…
Haven't you, ma'am, forbid a certain boy to enter this room?
Mom
I did, but... seeing him trying to come in without being seen shows me how much he appreciates Jem.
Jackson
…
Mom
Jackson, right? You can stop sneaking in, now.
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And remember, it's a FICTION.
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When Reality Strikes
Short StoryOne girl, named Jem but labeled as mentally-troubled, paranoiac. Has she ever asked to see a psychologist? No. Was meeting an unexpectedly meddlesome Jackson in her plans? Never in the world. Nonetheless, in life, you got to expect the unexpected...
